Двенадцать лет рабства

           Theyleftmeinthecabin,thatImightrest. Blessedbesleep! Itvisitethallalike,descendingasthedewsofheavenonthebondandfree. Soonitnestledtomybosom,drivingawaythetroublesthatoppressedit,andbearingmetothatshadowyregion,whereIsawagainthefaces,andlistenedtothevoicesofmychildren,who,alas,foraughtIknewinmywakinghours,hadfallenintothearmsofthatothersleep,fromwhichtheyneverwouldarouse.